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Dreams unknown murmur in the darkness of my imagination, Whispering empty confusion that fills an unseen storm. A hurricane lurks off the coast of my consciousness, Waiting to be unleashed upon a blank page. As I bandy around with my fickle muse.
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Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 10:02 AM UTC
My Fickle Muse
Dreams unknown murmur in the darkness of my imagination, Whispering empty confusion that fills an unseen storm. A hurricane lurks off the coast of my consciousness, Waiting to be unleashed upon a blank page. As I bandy around with my fickle muse.
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Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 10:02 AM UTC
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